Grapes

About 3 years ago, my son Jeffrey planted some grape vines at the edge of the area where the kids park their cars. First, he thought it would make it look nicer, and, secondly, Jeff is a fan of "free food". And fruit bearing things constitute "free food," of course! I know my grapevines are overgrown, or too bushy, or something, but I don't like to cut down green plants. Besides, I think the bushiness of the plants protected the grapes from the birds.
Fast forward to this summer, when Jeff was complaining that he's never gotten any of his grapes, because he was in college the fall when they bore their first fruit. So when the boys announced on Tuesday that there were ripe grapes, I gave them a colander, scissors, and sent them to harvest!
Wrapped in white muslin, and carefully packaged to avoid bouncing around in the box, 5 pounds of grapes winged their way toward Jeff. These are concord grapes, which is what grape juice is made from, and the flavor is unbelievable. Aren't they delectable looking?

Well, if we get a break in the rain, the boys are going out to get more grapes this afternoon, and we'll try our hand at grape jam. I will let you all know how our experiment goes!